Hello, peoples.

E-FINALLY

Patience is a virtue, my dear.

E-So is pacifism. *Punches me hard in the arm* Am I supposed to care?

Ow. That hurt! *Pouty face* Don't make me sic Simbarella on you!

Marie: Um..Simbarella isn't up to sic-ing right now. She's taking a nap.

E- *Snicker*

*Sigh* Such is my life. I don't own anything.

It had been hours and still, even with the consistantly repeating terrible music in the background, there had been no progress whatsoever. Gandalf blew smoke rings for while until the sprinklers went off and soaked them all to the bone. Edward suggested that they play charades, but backed down from the horrifying glare he recieved. Ellie was leisurely stabbing Alucard with random objects and he didn't seem to mind all that much..which was..concerning to say the least.

Trent and Sheila had long since cleaned up the masses of smushed spagetti because the linguring scent of food can only be tolerated for a certain amount of time before one jumps up with a bottle of Fabreeze and goes ballistic. And that is why was not invited to participate..

Pippin's stomach growled, gurgled, and grumbled loud enough for everyone to hear. He blushed a deep crimson. "I'm hungry." He said bashfully.

"Again?!" Jareth exclaimed with astonishment. "You made me give you a peach not even a half hour ago!"

"But I'm still /hungry/!"

Ellie suddenly gave a yelp and put her hand to her mouth. Everyone's attention turned to her as she averted her eyes guiltily to the ground. "All of this talk about food has made me realize something!"

"What's wrong?" Aragorn asked, subdued concern evident in his tone.

She bit her lip. "I forgot to feed Simbarella and Donnie!"

Alucard raised an eyebrow inquisitively. "And just who are Simbarella and Donnie?"

She put her head in her hands. "Simbarella is Marie's pet lioness and Donnie is her pet turtle. His full name is Sheldon." She heaved a sad sigh. "Typically, I feed them when Marie isn't home, but I left in such a hurry...she'll be so upset!"

Austin's brow furrowed in confusion. "So..what you're telling me is that Marie has a /lion/ and a turtle-"

"Named Sheldon." Finished Ellie. "I can't believe I forgot to feed them!" She lamented.

"She has a pet /lion/ named Simbarella.."He said again, not quite able to believe it."And..she has a turtle..named..Sheldon?"

"Well, it wouldn't have made sense for her to name the turte Michelle, would it? It's a guy turtle." She informed him, misunderstanding him.

"I think what our articulately-challanged compadre here is trying to say is, how the heck did Marie get a lioness?!" Lorne asked, his scarlet eyes wide with interest.

Ellie grinned. "That's actually quite an interesting story. You see, it was during the time in which Marie and Gimli were visiting her parents. We were riding a shopping cart through the zoo while on the run from the FBI when-"

Boromir interrupted. "You can't simply ride a shopping cart while on the run from the FBI!"

Legolas shook his head. "What was that about?" He said while snickering a little.

Boromir grew red in the face. "Hey, it's the only running gag I've got! You get the 'pointing out the obvious thing'." He pointed to the Maia. "He's got that 'nothing bad ever happens..' thing." He crossed his arms and pouted childishly. "All I've got is the 'you don't simply..' thing! And it's not even a real joke!"

Paladin Anderson tsked. "My son, you should be grateful for all the Lord has gifted you with." His face went dark and creepy. "OR YOU WILL ROAST IN THE FIREY PITS!"

Alucard sighed, breaking the spooky, crazy moment. "Shut up, you're going to scare the children."

"There aren't any children here!" Anderson retorted.

"But if there were, they all would have needed therapy by now! Are you happy, Father?" Alucard taunted. "You've caused the mental scarring of a thousand non-existant minors!" Anderson stared blankly at him. "You're a sick, sick alter boy, Anderson."

Tarrant watched disinterestedly as the pair ranted and raved. It was his diverted attention, or lack of an attention span, whichever you would like to think, that allowed him to notice the strange wisps of red mist that was seeping under the door at the moment.

Snape didn't seem to notice. He was too busy trying to stop himself from launching the contents of his abdominal cavity all over the floor from the sickening lack of distance between himself and the girly voice singing about teenage angsty angst. The demons' skin had changed from bright red to looking somewhat green around their gills (some of them, strangely enough, actually had gills) from nausea.

It seemed that, for now, The Mad Hatter was the only one noticing the newest danger to them all.

Meanwhile, Marie was having quite a terrible time. She and Bubba had apparently been anticipated by someone because they were very nearly ambushed upon arrival in Todd's canon. The henchvillians, the long-reaching appendage of the C.o.C.K., had jumped them as soon as they popped out of the portal.

They never would have escaped if Marie hadn't channeled her inner McGayver and utilized a pocket full of hairpins, a bit of wire, and a battery. As soon as the bad guys took ahold of her, she shocked them. This gave Bubba enough time to swipe her up.

Now they were on the run down the dismal, disgusting streets of London. Civilians ran and screamed, divining that the Apocolypse had finally come. Marie didn't have time to be apologetic for the scare, however. She was too busy creating the portal that would save their behinds. And doing such a thing, as one may guess, is extremely difficult when riding atop a gigantic Clifford-colored fiend. It eventually happned, however, and they escaped..barely.